HBWnovel Chapter 7: How to Herd Morons
Chapter 7: How to Herd Morons
Chapter 7: Chapter 7: How to Herd Morons
The forest was unusually alive tonight, buzzing with the sounds of chirping insects, distant growls, and the occasional rustle of leaves.
I marched forward, my club in hand, while the rest of the ogres stumbled along behind me like an uncoordinated parade.
"Why are we following the runt again?" Grumpy grumbled, his massive feet crunching through the undergrowth.
"Because she's the only one with a plan," Scarface growled, glaring at him. "Unless you'd prefer to wander around aimlessly and get eaten by something bigger. Besides, we need to hunt for food."
Grumpy crossed his arms, pouting like a toddler. I ignored him. No time for babysitting—there was a real problem to deal with.
The roar we'd heard earlier? Not just some run-of-the-mill beast. According to the system's helpful little notification, it belonged to a "Territorial Beast" that had decided to set up shop near our cave. And if we didn't take care of it, we'd be on the menu.
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Step 1: Assess the Problem (While Dealing with Idiots)
We arrived at the edge of a clearing, where the beast's massive form loomed in the moonlight. It was some kind of mutated bear—twice as tall as Scarface, with glowing red eyes and claws that looked sharp enough to cut through stone.
[SYSTEM MESSAGE]
Territorial Beast: Glowing Ursus
Threat Level: High.
"Well, that's just fantastic," I muttered.
"Fantastic?" Grumpy hissed. "We're all gonna die!"
"Not if you listen to me," I said, turning to face the group. "Here's the plan—"
"Plan? Ha! You think you're the boss of us?" Grumpy interrupted, puffing out his chest.
I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Yes, Grumpy. That's exactly what I think."
Before he could argue, Scarface smacked him upside the head. "Shut up and listen to the kid. She's smarter than all of us combined."
Grumpy grumbled something unintelligible but stayed quiet.@@@@
"Alright," I continued. "The beast is big and strong, but it's not invincible. We just need to work together."
The ogres exchanged doubtful glances.
"This is it!" I shouted. "Go for the head!"
The ogres charged in unison, landing a flurry of blows that brought the beast to its knees. I climbed onto its back, gripping my club tightly.
"Time to end this," I muttered, swinging with all my strength.
The club connected with the Ursus's skull, and with a final roar, it collapsed to the ground.
[SYSTEM MESSAGE]
Territorial Beast Defeated.
You have gained experience and loot.
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Step 5: Bask in the Glory (And Clean Up the Mess)
The ogres cheered, their earlier doubts forgotten. Even Grumpy looked impressed, though he tried to hide it behind his usual scowl.
"Not bad, runt," Scarface said, clapping me on the back.
"Thanks," I said, grinning. "But we still have to deal with the loot."
The Ursus's massive body began to dissolve, leaving behind a pile of items:
1. Bear Claws – Sharp enough to craft into weapons.
2. Glowing Pelt – Could be used for armor or sold for a high price.
3. Boss Relic Shard – My second shard!
I tucked the shard away, already thinking about how to use it.
"Alright," I said, turning to the others. "Let's head back before something else decides to eat us."
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As we made our way back to the cave, I couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. The ogres might still be idiots, but they were my idiots, and together, we'd survived our first real challenge.
"Not bad." I said to myself, smirking.
Little did I know, this was just the beginning of our wild adventures.